"You're really enjoying this, huh?" A man's deep and hoarse voice rose above her head. Avery Jane jerked her head up, meeting those dark eyes, deeper than tonight's darkness, darker than ink.
Joshua Hughes watched her shrink back like a startled little animal, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, carrying a smile that was hard to understand.
Long fingers unbuttoned the shirt, one, two, elegantly undoing all the shirt buttons, revealing firm, sexy pectoral muscles that shimmered with a healthy, tempting tan.
She was still afraid of him, even though she now belonged to him, the inner resistance and fear had never diminished.
Avery Jane could not pretend not to understand his intentions. To this man, she seemed like a new toy, just acquired, always wanting to be played with endlessly, but she really did not have the energy to keep up with him.
Her petite body shrank back a bit, trying to get up, and she gave an awkward smile, "I'm done with the bath, I'll head up now."
